Mystic night, come encircle me
With your inimitable darkness
Drown me in agony and sombre thoughts

Come forth, all your legions of unpurity
I'll bring myself under your domination

Just one of a hundred million subjects
In your precious kingdom in the skies
Master of fire, earth, water and wind

Winter, a petrified nature in a frozen world
Silence, listen to the thunderstorm
A new star is born, another's burning into oblivion
Frozen thoughts

Harden my soul, Lord of north
With the frost as your sword
Just like in the mountains
Where the never melting snow is hiding the scars
Of eternal torture within

O mystic night, come encircle me
With your inimitable darkness
Drown me in agony and sombre thoughts